Daughter of Black
Aurora Black is coming to Hogwarts. Meeting the stares of everyone, even the professors. Can she make it through 5 years of Hogwarts without going insane. Will the Golden Trio accept her? Read and find out.
Chapter1: Going to Hogwarts
"Aurora, are you almost finish? If you don't hurry, we will be late and I can't have that!"
I stopped for a moment to answer my godfather. "I'm almost finished, sheesh don't get your nickers in a twist, Uncle Moony. I'm already done with my trunk so you can come up and take it down, it's too heavy for me, you don't want me to fall of the stairs and break my neck, do you?" I yelled back.
I heard him grumbling, but I didn't understand what he said, maybe it was for the best. I looked in the mirror to see if everything was as I wanted it. A small girl with bright green eyes was looking back. Long wavy red hair was falling down the back to stop midway. A tight Jeans, a long black t-shirt and black Converses made the picture complete. Not bad I thought, not bad at all.
I always liked my eyes. They were bright green and uncle Moony said that they were like the path to my soul. That he knew what was wrong with me, just by looking in my eyes. I never could hide anything from him. He always knew what I've done, even when I hide the evidence. But then again, I can't lie to him, not to my godfather, who is raising me. Where are my parent, you wonder? My father, Sirius Black, is in Azkaban. Apparently he killed a lot of people and is a supporter of Voldemort. Yes, I say his name. Why wouldn't I, saying his name won't get me killed. It's not like he's around to kill me, no he's gone. All my credits to Harry Potter for killing him when he was just a baby. Always when I think of that, it gets me laughing. Common, it's pretty funny if you think about it. The greatest wizard on earth (uhum) gets killed by a baby. How pathetic.
My mother died 2 years ago. When she heard that my father was a murderer and a supporter of Voldemort, she was furious. She couldn't believe it and made it her live goal to prove my father's innocents. She died trying. She couldn't handle it anymore. All the setbacks, all the negative answers she got. They drove her insane, so she killed herself. Not atoll thinking about her 11 year old daughter, who was supposed to go to Hogwarts. I didn't go that year, I was to traumatized. Seeing your mother killing herself does that to you. Luckily I over won it. I got over the fact that my mother didn't love me and my father was a murderer. But I have to admit, I believed my mother when she said that he was innocent. I believe my father is innocent and I am going to prove it. Don't know how, don't know when and I definitely don't know if I'm succeed, but I'm going to do so!
"ok, where is that heavy trunk of you, so I can carry it of the stairs and I can break my neck trying!"
Hearing uncle Moony's voice made me break up thoughts. "oh you big baby, don't tell me you've gone weak?" I asked in a tone you use against little children.
"Very funny, Aurora. Are you finished? I don't want to be late."
"Yes I'm ready, it's like the tenth time you asked me already. And we are not going to be late. Are you ready?"
My uncle looked at me with the look Are you kidding me? I just laughed in his face and skipped off to the stairs and ran down. "Last one in the car is a turtle!" I yelled. Laughing madly I reached the car first, or so I thought. Standing next to the car, with one eyebrow raised and with a smile was my uncle.
"A turtle, that's what you came up with? I'm very disappointed in you."
"Yeah, didn't think that one trough." I smiled sheepishly.
"come on, get in the car. You're sure you have everything, your textbooks, your cauldron, your wand, your …"
"Yes" I screamed, "I triple checked, like you asked! I have everything, can we go already!"
"ok, ok, so making sure" he replied. He started the engine and we were of, to King Cross station.
I was looking outside the window and I saw all the families, all the children who are going to Hogwarts. Seeing them saying goodbye to one another makes me kind of sad because my parents aren't here to say goodbye, to wave me off. Okay my uncle is here but it's not same. We were here early, can you believe it. So we found us a compartment before anyone else was on the train. Uncle Moony fell asleep straight away. So here I am, all alone with a sleeping uncle. 20 minutes before we leave, I saw a bunch of people coming through the barrier and they all have red hair, like really red hair. They looked like a really tight family. Getting really nervous, I had to go to the bedroom. I left the compartment and I looked around. The train was getting crowded and it took me awhile to find the bathroom. Luckily a friendly boy, whose name I forgot to ask pointed me in the right direction.
When I finally got back, other people where in my compartment.
"Professor R. J. Lupin" I heard someone whisper.
Great they already found out that my uncle is going to be a teacher. I opened the door and the boy with red hair stopped with talking. The tree people inside looked at me.
"hi, sorry but I sat here but I had to go to the bathroom. Do you mind if I sat down again. Your more welcome to stay as well." I said.
"um, sure, thanks" the girl said.
I walked back to the place next to the window and right over my uncle. When I sat down I looked at the others. The girl has bushy brown hair and looked friendly. The boy next to her has black hair that looks like it has a mind on his own. What drew my attention the most were his eyes. They were green just like mine. Now I understood what my uncle meant with they are the way to the soul. I could see it now to. I shifted my eyes to the bot next to me, he had bright red hair and freckles. He looked the tallest of the tree. I turned back to the boy with black hair, he looked familiar. I could see them staring at me too.
"Excuse me, but who are you?" asked the girl.
"Oh, how rude of me, my name is Aurora. What are yours?" I answered.
"My name is Hermoine, that is Ron and this his Harry" Hermoine said. She pointed to the boys when she said there name.
"Nice meeting you" I said. I went back to looking out of the window.
"If you don't mind me asking, but are you new here? I never saw you before and you look like the same age as us." Hermoine asked.
"I don't mind atoll. I'm new and I'm going to start my third year here in Hogwarts. I was homeschooled." I said.
"We are in our third year to, we are in Griffindor." Ron said.
"I hope I'm in Griffindor to, my parents and my uncle went there and it's the House there is!" I said smiling. They were very nice, I hope I can become their friend without saying my last name. if I tell them that they are going to hate me.
"Nice, I hope you're in Griffindor to, I could use another girl in my dorm. The other girls in my dorm aren't that friendly." Hermoine said to me.
I smiled at them and we fell in a comfortable silence. They begin to whisper to each other but I didn't mind. It's very obvious that they are great friends.
At one o'clock the food trolley came buy and I bought me some sweets en uncle Moony some chocolate. He would hate me if I forgot the chocolate. The others bought some to and Hermoine began to ask me some questions. Soon we fell in a heated conversation and the boys put in some of their thoughts, but it was mostly Hermoine and me who did the talking. We were having a great time until someone opened our compartment and the mood changed. A boy with blond hair with an attitude from here to China stood there smirking, like he owned the place. Immediately I had a bad vibe from him and made a mental note to keep away from him. Behind him stood two boys. They were both big and looked so stupid. The looked like the bodyguards from the blond boy in the middle.
"Well, look who it is," said the blond boy in a lazy drawl, pulling open the compartment door. "Potty and the Weasel." The two boys chuckled trollishly. "I heard your father finally got his hands on some gold this summer, Weasley," said the blond boy. "Did your mother die of shock?"
Ron stood up so quickly he knocked the cat's basket to the floor. Uncle Moony gave a snort.
"Who's that?" said the blond boy, taking an automatic step backwards as he spotted uncle Moony.
"New teacher," said Harry, who had got to his feet, too. "What were you saying, Malfoy?"
So his name was Malfoy, I was right, keep away from him Aurora, I said to myself. Malfoy's eyes fell upon me.
"What's this, a new girl? You should know, that some people are better than others, you better remind that. You better come with me so you have some status in the school. What's your name?" he said, holding a hand, really expecting me to take it.
"None of your business" I said in a cold tone. "I know that people are better than others and I know I'm better than you and I know these people are better than you, so if you be so kind and sod off, it would be much appreciated!"
Malfoy looked at me with his mouth wide open.
"C'mon," he muttered resentfully to Crabbe and Goyle, and they disappeared.
"Bloody hell" Ron said. He looked at me. "you are amazing".
Harry and Ron sat down again, Ron massaging his knuckles.
"I'm not going to take any rubbish from Malfoy this year," he said angrily. "I mean it. If he makes one more crack about my family, I'm going to get hold of his head and -"
Ron made a violent gesture in mid-air.
"Ron!" Hermoine and I said. We looked at each other and we burst out in laughter. Soon the boys joined in as well.
The rain thickened as the train sped yet further north; the windows were now a solid, shimmering grey, which gradually darkened until lanterns flickered into life all along the corridors and over the luggage racks. The train rattled, the rain hammered, the wind roared, but still, uncle Moony slept.
"We must be nearly there," said Ron, leaning forward to look past uncle Moony at the now completely black window.
The words had hardly left him when the train started to slow down.
"Brilliant," said Ron, getting up and walking carefully past uncle Moony to try and see outside. "I'm starving, I want to get to the feast..."
"We can't be there yet," said Hermione, checking her watch.
"So why're we stopping?"
The train was getting slower and slower. As the noise of the pistons fell away, the wind and rain sounded louder than ever against the windows. Harry, who was nearest the door, got up to look into the corridor. All along the carriage, heads were sticking curiously out of their compartments.
The train came to a stop with a jolt and distant thuds and bangs told them that luggage had fallen out of the racks. Then, without warning, all the lamps went out and they were plunged into total darkness.
"What's going on?" said Ron's voice.
"Ouch!" gasped Hermione. "Ron, that was my foot!"
"D'you think we've broken down?" Harry asked.
"We can't, it's a magical train." I said
There was a squeaking sound, and I saw the dim black outline of Ron, wiping a patch clean on the window and peering out.
"There's something moving out there," Ron said. "I think people are coming aboard..."
"Quiet!" said a hoarse voice suddenly.
Uncle Moony had appeared to have woken up at last. I could hear movements in his corner. None of us spoke.
There was a soft, crackling noise and a shivering light filled the compartment. Uncle Moony appeared to be holding a handful of flames. They illuminated his tired grey face, but his eyes looked alert and wary.
"Stay where you are," he said, in the same hoarse voice, and he got slowly to his feet with his handful of fire held out in front of him.
But the door slid slowly open before uncle Moony could reach it. Standing in the doorway, illuminated by the shivering flames in uncle Moony's hand, was a cloaked figure that towered to the ceiling. Its face was completely hidden beneath its hood. My eyes darted downwards, and what I saw made my stomach contract.
There was a hand protruding from the cloak and it was glistening, greyish, slimy-looking and scabbed, like something dead that had decayed in water...
It was visible only for a split second. As though the creature beneath the cloak sensed my gaze, the hand was suddenly withdrawn into the folds of the black material.
And then the thing beneath the hood, whatever it was, drew a long, slow, rattling breath, as though it was trying to suck something more than air from its surroundings.
And an intense cold swept over us all. I felt my own breath catch in my chest.
The cold went deeper than my skin. It was inside my chest, it was inside my very heart...
My eyes rolled up into his head. I couldn't see. I was drowning in cold. There was a rushing in my ears as though of water. I was being dragged downwards, the roaring growing louder...
And then, from far away, I heard screaming, terrible screams. I heard my mother just before she died, before she killed herself, I tried to move my arms to reach her, but I couldn't, I couldn't reach her… a thick white fog was swirling around me, inside me-
"Aurora! Aurora! Are you all right?"
Someone was slapping my face. I opened my eyes and I looked right into the eyes of my uncle. He looked with worried eyes.
"Mum" I whispered with tears in my eyes. "Oh aurora, I'm sorry." He said and he took me in his arms. I looked to the others and saw that Harry was lying on the floor.
Ron and Hermione were kneeling next to him. He looked very sick, just like I felt. Ron and Hermione heaved him back onto his seat.
"Are you OK?" asked Ron nervously.
"Yeah," said Harry, looking quickly towards the door. The hooded creature had vanished. "What happened? Where's that - that thing? Who screamed?"
"No one screamed," said Ron, more nervously still.
Harry looked round the bright compartment.
"But I heard screaming -"
Uncle Moony let go of me and went to his bag. A loud snap made us all jump. Uncle Moony was breaking an enormous slab of chocolate into pieces.
"Here," he said to Harry, handing him a particularly large piece. "Eat it. It'll help."
Harry took the chocolate but didn't eat it.
"What was that thing?" he asked Uncle Moony.
"A Dementor," said uncle Moony, who was now giving chocolate to everybody else. "One of the Dementors of Azkaban."
Everyone stared at him. Uncle Moony crumpled up the empty chocolate wrapper and put it in his pocket.
"Eat," he repeated. "It'll help. I need to speak to the driver, excuse me..."
He strolled past Harry and disappeared into the corridor.
"Are you sure you're OK, Harry?" said Hermione, watching Harry anxiously.
"I don't get it... what happened?" said Harry, wiping more sweat off his face.
"Well - that thing - the Dementor - stood there and looked around
- and you - you -"
"I thought you were having a fit or something, just as Aurora" said Ron, who still looked scared. "You two went sort of rigid and you fell out of your seat and started twitching and Aurora just cramped up-"
"And Professor Lupin stepped over you, and walked towards the Dementor, and pulled out his wand," said Hermione.
"And he said 'None of us is hiding Sirius Black under our cloaks. Go'
I stiffened at the name Black, but the others didn't notice.
But the Dementor didn't move, so Lupin muttered something, and a silvery thing shot out of his wand at it, and it turned round and sort of glided away..."
"I felt weird," said Ron, shifting his shoulders uncomfortably. "Like I'd never be cheerful again..."
Uncle Moony had come back. He paused as he entered and said, with a small smile, "I haven't poisoned that chocolate, you know..."
Everybody took a bite and you could see that they felt better.
"Why didn't you gave a pace to Aurora?" asked Hermoine.
"I hate chocolate and believe me, on a moment like this I wish I didn't" I said.
"We'll be at Hogwarts in ten minutes," said uncle Moony. "Are you all right, Aurora, Harry?"
"Fine," we muttered, embarrassed.
We didn't talk much during the remainder of the journey. At long last, the train stopped at Hogsmeade station, and there was a great scramble to get out; owls hooted, cats meowed.
Uncle Moony and I went to a carriage and we took off to school. At the entrance we past 2 Dementors and I felt sick again. Uncle moony looked at me with worry. We stepped out and I coeld hear Malfoy's voice.
"Did you faint as well, Weasley?" said Malfoy loudly. "Did the scary old Dementor frighten you too, Weasley?"
"Is there a problem?" said a mild voice. Uncle Moony to the rescue.
Malfoy gave uncle Moony an insolent stare, which took in the patches on his robes and the dilapidated suitcase. With a tiny hint of sarcasm in his voice, he said, "Oh, no - er - Professor," then he smirked at Crabbe and Goyle, and led them up the steps into the castle.
"Come on, we have to see Professor McGonagall" uncle Moony said. I followed him through the corridor and we stopped before an office. I heard footsteps and I saw a stern looking lady coming this way with Harry and Hermoine trailing behind her. They saw me and smiled.
"Hey Aurora" they said. "Harry, Hermoine" I said in return.
"Come inside" the lady said. We all sit down.
She settled herself behind her desk and said abruptly, "Professor Lupin sent an owl ahead to say that you were taken ill on the train, Potter, Black."
I cringed. Now they know. I looked next to me and I saw them looking at me with big eyes. I quickly averted my eyes. My chance at becoming friends with them just flew out of the window.
"I'm fine", I mumbled, "uncle Moony took care of me and also of Harry. Where both fine".
"If you say so and miss Black it would do you good if you remember that here at school it's Professor Lupin." She looked at me with stern eyes.
"Yes professor." I said.
"Very well. Kindly wait outside while I have a quick word with Miss Granger about her timetable, then we can go down to the feast together."
Harry and I went outside and we waited.
"So your last name is Black, huh." Harry said.
"Yes and yes I'm the daughter of Sirius Black, the mass murderer, the one who escaped Azkaban. Look, I didn't choose my parents and I was 1 year old when he was send to Azkaban so I don't know him, so please don't judge me ok, get to know me please." Is said to him, pleading with my eyes.
He looked at me for a while and then he smiled. "Ok, I think I can give you the benefit of the doubt. Nice meeting you Aurora Black." He said, holding his hand out.
"Nice meeting you too Harry Potter and thank you" I smiled when I took his hand.
We only had to wait a few minutes; then Hermione emerged, looking very happy about something, followed by Professor McGonagall, and the four of us made our way back down the marble staircase to the Great Hall.
It was a sea of pointed black hats; each of the long house tables was lined with students, their faces glimmering by the light of thousands of candles, which were floating over the tables in mid-air..
"Oh," said Hermione softly, "we've missed the Sorting."
New students were sorted into houses by trying on the Sorting Hat, which shouted out the house they were best suited to (Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff or Slytherin).
Professor McGonagall strode over towards her empty seat at the staff table, and Harry and Hermione set off in the other direction, as quietly as possible, towards the Gryffindor table. People looked around at them as they passed along the back of the Hall, and a few of them pointed at Harry.
Professor Dumbledore stood when he noticed me.
"Welcome!" said Dumbledore, the candlelight shimmering on his beard. "Welcome to another year at Hogwarts! I have a few things to say to you all, and as one of them is very serious, I think it best to get it out of the way before you become befuddled by our excellent feast... We have a new student in our midst and she's going to start het third year here. So let get her sorted. Aurora Black please come forward."
Whispers broke out everywhere when he said my name. everybody looked at me. Some with rage, some with fear. I looked to the Griffindor and I saw Harry nodding to me. It give me courage and I walked to the front. I sit down on thee-legged stool and Professor McGonagall put the Sorting Hat on my head.
"Ah I wondered when I would have to sort you miss Black. I expected you 2 years ago. Hmmm a great mind, you could do well in Ravenclaw. You're also very loyal, you could do great in Hufflepuff. You want to proof yourself; that you're not you're father, but you have a lot of courage. Coming to Hogwarts being a Black. Mmm difficult. I know, I place you in … GRIFFIINDOR".
The hat was taking of me and the Hall was silent. But then somebody began to cheer. It was Harry and soon Hermoine and Ron joined. I smiled at them and went to sit with them.
"Thank you" I said. "It's nothing" Harry said.
"Welldone miss Black" Dumbledore said. Dumbledore cleared his throat and continued. "As you will all be aware after their search of the Hogwarts Express, our school is presently playing host to some of the Dementors of Azkaban, who are here on Ministry of Magic are stationed at every entrance to the grounds," Dumbledore continued, and while they are with us, I must make it plain that nobody is to leave school without permission. Dementors are not to be fooled by tricks or disguises - or even Invisibility Cloaks," he added blandly, and I s aw Harry and Ron glancing at each other. "It is not in the nature of a Dementor to understand pleading or excuses. I therefore warn each and every one of you to give them no reason to harm you. I look to the Prefects, and our new Head Boy and Girl, to make sure that no student runs foul of the Dementors."
Dumbledore paused again; he looked very seriously around the Hall, and nobody moved or made a sound.
"On a happier note," he continued, "I am pleased to welcome two new teachers to our ranks this year. Firstly, Professor Lupin, who had kindly consented to fill the post of Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher."
There was some scattered, rather unenthusiastic, applause. But Harry, Hermoine, Ron and I cheered very laud.
"As to our second new appointment," Dumbledore continued, as the lukewarm applause for Professor Lupin died away, "well, I am sorry to tell you that Professor Kettleburn, our Care of Magical Creatures teacher, retired at the end of last year in order to enjoy more time with his remaining limbs. However, I am delighted to say that his place will be filled by none other than Rubeus Hagrid, who has agreed to take on this teaching job in addition to his gamekeeping duties."
"We should've known!" Ron roared, pounding the table. "Who else would have sent us a biting book?"
Harry, Ron, and Hermione were the last to stop clapping, and as Professor Dumbledore started speaking again, we saw that Hagrid was wiping his eyes on the tablecloth.
"Well, I think that's everything of importance," said Dumbledore. "Let the feast begin!"
The golden plates and goblets before us filled suddenly with food and drink. Looking at all that food, made me realize how starved I was.
At long last, when the last morsels of pumpkin tart had melted from the golden platters, Dumbledore gave the word that it was time for them all to go to bed.
Harry told me to wait for him. I did and soon they came back. Together we went to the common room. A large portrait of a fat lady in a pink dress asked them, "Password?"
"Coming through, coming through!" someone called from behind the crowd. "The new password's Fortuna Major!"
Through the portrait hole and across the common room, the girls and boys divided towards their separate staircases. I climbed the stairs together with Hermoine. We walked in the room and the 2 girls inside fell silent. The looked at me and I could feel the cold stares.
"This is Parvati and this is Lavender" Hermoine said.
"Hi" I said to them. They looked at me and only Parvati gave me a small smile and they turned around and climbed into their bed. Hermoine looked at me shrugged. I bid her goodnight and turned to my own bed. While I was lying there I was thinking that I could have been worse. I turned and I fel asleep. My first night at Hogwarts.